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Monday, September 11, 2006 September 11 - Five years later Five years later, it's still unfathomable that 3,000 people perished so horribly on what started as an ordinary, sunny day. But time and life moves on, and pretty soon it will be another five years and another. In this first five, one has to question the state of the world. Unfortunately, an event that might have brought nations together has been used politically to launch an unfathomable war, hardly a fitting memorial to the lives lost. The souls that went home that day no longer care about September 11 or anything else in this world. But for those of us still here, that day will always mark a loss of innocence, a piercing through the nation's psychological shield, shattering the delusion that we were in some ways unbreachable, untouchable. We're more cautious now, waiting with a collective bated breath for that next 9/11, knowing that even though it may take years, it's destined to come. Knowing that more of us will perish. Knowing that those of us left behind will pay a price also. Of the pictures that were posted of the missing in those harrowing first days after the 9/11 attack, one stood out among others that I saw. A young woman smiling into the camera, dressed in a slack suit (can't remember the color). She had a face I might have seen around my own office. The picture was on a flyer describing what the woman had worn that morning, her family asking if anyone had seen her and to please contact them. Sadly, the information they probably received wasn't what they wanted to hear. It wasn't hard for me to put myself in her place. Just an ordinary woman sitting at her desk working. Or maybe even gabbing on the phone to a friend. How could she have imagined that a plane loaded with tons of jet fuel would fly into her building, piloted by maniacs in a twisted, perverted religious mania? Hardly anyone could - at the time (not going to even talk about what the administration - past and present - may or may not have known beforehand). We know better now. So five years later, all we can do is pay tribute to those who died and pray that they're at peace. And also pray that maybe one day, the world will be at peace as well.
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